Monsters Will Destroy Themselves

Monsters Will Destroy Themselves

Lashing at the hands that love them

Only realizing too late:

It's dying, a love once bright now dim,

The raised scars only catching the glow.

Something took more than it was given,

Something gave more than it had,

And then the stars all died.

I let the Dove go free

But it came back

And again I forgot

We are but humans.

It bothers me to think

That heave will include you and I.

I held your hand once

Back when we were alive.

Author's Note

Written originally back in fall 2009. I think I wrote it backwards. Good thing there's no law on which way to read something.